
My dear,
I believe in luck.
How else can you explain the success of those you don’t like?
How else do you explain the fools being adorned by the masses while the learnt are ignored? How else do you explain the wrongful succeeding over the righteous?
… Surely that’s what you call luck. What else can you call it?
Falsely yours,
Jean Cocteau
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